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I remember
in fond retrospection,
when feeling panicked was
a rare occurence,
the clamor of a telephone cutting
through wee hours of slumber, the gut
punch of “we need to talk”-
We want too much,
know too much, now
media-driven adrenaline spikes
are the norm, and I ache
for quiet (or perhaps ignorance),
longing to trade information
for peace,
at least for a little while

by Melissa Kro.

via Daily Prompt: Panicked